I once ....

[DerBaum]

... The night with the
Olivenkönigin missed
While she said
Finally the door
If you reinkommst
Sack you

She had this sound
Seven are
On the other hand, boring
What you want with the World
When they talked in this ton

But I wrote
I wrote this poem
Soon, she had tired of it
They bought one of the ärzteromanen
And laid on her plastikbett

From there they saw me
Their olivenhaut was boundless
Ads should be something

[DerBaum]

Spoon in my jam


If I was on the train seats
They asked me

They wore the latest
Bathing
(On the train
They understand this is not
But I understood the same)

I said
I do not know

They loved this speechlessness
And I loved it

They started by me
Swarms

They cried
I am fully served

The harmonies between us bissen to the teeth

You were good
She said

I believed it not

They loved the place
I said
Want you do not set

It was something between us
A paarungsversuch in search

The Holy Spirit came in.
There is still space
He asked the

We saw him that he was accustomed to sitting on window
Now he had to be satisfied with other places

We smiled
But still had a bad temper